Love Is a Wild Wind


Love is a wild wind unbidden that blows
Over a cold, analytical heart.
Where it first came from and when no one knows,
But no one denies it wins from the start.

Love is an ember that burns in the soul,
Biding its time like a tiger sleeping.
Count yourself lucky if life has bestowed
Love's hidden ore to you for safe keeping.

Bring yourself down to the river of love,
Washing away every care you conceive.
Blend into life like a hand in a glove,
Hiding your strength in the ties that you weave.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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